In addition, Yuanshi Tianzun, Taoist Tongtian, who is connected with Taiqing Qiyun, can also clearly feel it.

Daoist Taiqing has the highest Taoism, and he clearly knows that the purpose of Hongjun's ancestor's preaching is to gather luck and prepare for the Taoism.

By doing so, he has the reality of being a teacher, but he does not have the name of being a teacher.

Apparently, he was telling Patriarch Hongjun that he was willing to give the karma that should be repaid, but he was unwilling to take a clear line.

Yuanshi Tianzun and Taoist Tongtian obviously understood what Taoist Taiqing meant, and they also bowed down, transferring their merit and luck.

This was their original plan, and neither side should offend.

After all, their opportunity for sanctification should rest on the human race.

Patriarch Hongjun and Taoist Sanqing were silent, and the atmosphere in Zixiao Palace was solemn.

At this time, Taoist Zhunti suddenly broke the dignified atmosphere.

He suddenly bowed down and shouted: "Teacher, please accept me and senior brother as disciples. We will definitely obey the teacher's instructions and make the Taoist sect great!"

Everyone secretly scolded Zhunti for being shameless.

The leading Taoist looked a little embarrassed in the eyes of the crowd, and bowed down embarrassingly, begging Patriarch Hongjun to accept him as a disciple.

Ancestor Hongjun was silent for a while, and said: "The two fellow Taoists should set up a separate sect to achieve Taoism, and there is no need to talk about apprenticeship."

Zhunti said humanely: "Even so, in our hearts, the ancestor will always be our teacher.

We can't afford to be called fellow daoists!

If our brothers and sisters are not destined to inherit the mantle of the teacher, then it is good to ask the teacher to accept us as registered disciples! "

Ancestor Hongjun said: "It depends on your sincerity, then the two of you will be the registered disciples of the old Tao."

The two thanked each other with great joy.

Others slandered Zhun in their hearts and mentioned that the Taoist was shameless, but in fact they were full of envy and begged to be apprentices one after another, but the ancestor Hongjun didn't agree to any of them.

"This is the majestic purple energy, the carrier of the Tao, and the foundation of holiness.

Refining purple qi, entrusting the soul to the way of heaven, is the only shortcut to holiness. "

Ancestor Hongjun held six pieces of purple qi in his hand, and the purple qi twisted like a dragon and snake, circulating endless dao rhymes.

Just taking a look at it made Daoguo ready to move, and the mana in his body circulated even faster.

Everyone looked at the six primordial purple qi with fiery eyes.

"Hongmeng Ziqi should be bestowed on those who are destined." Ancestor Hongjun said, "Receive and guide Zhunti, and the two of you should set up a side door to teach the world and achieve greatness."

After saying that, two pieces of primordial purple air flew out of his hands, and penetrated into the heads of the leading Taoist and Zhunti Taoist.

The two were overjoyed and bowed down again: "Thank you, Teacher, for your kindness!"

Patriarch Hongjun paused for a moment, and said: "Sanqing upholds the merit of Pangu opening up the sky, should establish a Taoist, explain, and cut off the three teachings, there is a chance to become a saint."

Three streaks of primordial purple air flew out of his hands and penetrated into the top of Taoist Sanqing's head.

Sanqing bowed happily: "Thank you for your kindness!"

Everyone looked at the last piece of Hongmeng Ziqi in the hands of the ancestor Hongjun, feeling disappointed and full of expectations, and at the same time full of envy and hatred for Sanqing's acceptance of Zhunti.

Especially Di Jun was the most angry.

After all, Jieyin and Zhunti shamelessly became a registered disciple with Patriarch Hongjun.

However, Sanqing clearly rejected Patriarch Hongjun's offer of accepting apprentices, even though there were benefits, he didn't miss out.

With a keen mind, he has already guessed that the "holy position" seems to be doomed, and even Patriarch Hongjun can't change it, otherwise he would definitely not hand over Hongmeng Ziqi to Sanqing.

Di Jun thought that if he didn't lose his status as the Emperor of Heaven, maybe he and his brother Taiyi could also get the primordial purple energy.

Therefore, I became even more resentful towards Liu Xi in my heart.

"I beg the teacher to be merciful, and give me the last piece of primordial purple energy!" Di Jun begged.

The others came to their senses and pleaded.

Ancestor Hongjun said: "Forget it, the last holy seat depends on your chance."

He threw out the last strand of Primordial Purple Qi.

That purple air was like a small horned dragon, flying in Zixiao Palace, passing over everyone's heads.

Someone tried to imprison it with power, but the purple air seemed to have a spirituality, and it accelerated instantly and broke through the confinement and escaped.

Everyone's eyes kept wandering along with the flying purple air.

In the end, when the majestic purple qi passed over the head of Taoist Hongyun, he caught it inadvertently.

Taoist Hongyun was stunned for a moment, ecstatically.

He wanted to refine it, but found that the purple energy was struggling continuously and could not be refined at all.

He glanced at the jealous eyes around him, and knew that now was not the time to refine the primordial purple energy with peace of mind, so he stuffed it into the space gourd he carried with him.

At this moment, Patriarch Kunpeng wished he could bite Taoist Hongyun into pieces and eat him.

In his opinion, if Taoist Hongyun hadn't given up his seat, he would not have lost his seat.

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